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Okay y’all listen up I would like to thank @artblogs-world for making this beautiful and lovely and awesome artwork for me (sunflowers are my shit 👌🏼)

They took the time to make this for me and it absolutely made my day ❤️

Okay mini rant over

#Mine #go check out their art!

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Sleep and Other Things

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: SMUT, Grinding, Fingering (with them metal fingers babbbby), Oral (f), Mentions of Masturbation (f), Sergeant Kink, Praise Kink, Cockwarming, Light spanking, Sub/Dom, Hair pulling, Pining, Sexual tension/frustration, Language, Classic Tropes (I will not apologize), Fluff

Word Count: 11K+ (I really went on on this one I’m sorry)

A/N: It’s been TOO long since I’ve written for my bby I apologize

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This sucks.

Royally, royally, royally sucks. 

And if you could choose from any supernatural powers at all known to man, you’d choose the power of sleep. 

Because for the past few nights, it just hasn’t struck you. You’ve tried everything you can think of: punching and kicking away at the bag in front of you in the training room until your knuckles started to bruise, drinking a nice, hot cup of tea, hell even meditation. None of it seemed to work in your favor, and you wanted to punch the force that was holding you back from a full night’s rest. 

Please God, or you know, whatever is out there listening. All’s I’m asking a normal fucking sleep schedule, is that too much to ask?

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#My writing #bucky barnes x reader

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Tumblr is doing its thing again and now my fic won’t show up in the tags?? And some people are having a little trouble finding it so let us see if this will work:

Part Three of Just this Once here

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Part Three of Just this Once

The Mandalorian x Reader

Warnings: SMUT, Oral (f), Fingering, Spitting, Biting (do I even need to that here? idk but I am), Light sprinkles of fluff, Light spanking, Some dom/sub undertones, Language. A very slight, very minuscule elude of a daddy kink if you squint. Also a praise kink that isn’t necessarily called out but it’ll be fully explored later on in the series,

Word Count: 5.3k+

A/N: My anons are back on after tumblr turned them off and I never fucking realized it until now so that’s my bad guys. Love you all. 

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The world doesn’t want you to get laid. It’s the only explanation you have. 

As soon as you made it back to the Razor Crest and tried to take off, it stuttered and groaned until there was smoke. You and Mando rushed to the source, and sure enough your fears were answered: you weren’t going to get fucked anytime soon. 

You push up the filthy goggles so it rests on your forehead. It’s been at least two days, and you and Mando have been working tiredlessy on this fucking ship, while managing to actually find the parts you need and jobs on top of that. This is easily one of the most frustrating weeks of your life. 

Covered in all types of soot and in desperate need for a shower, you just want to get this done as soon as you can. Your hand shuffles blindly next to you, feeling nothing but sand under your fingertips. “Where the f—where did I put it.”  

A gray object is hovered in front of your face, close enough to make you cross-eyed. “Oh. Thanks.”

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Release date for just this once 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

Okay I took some time to actually think about this but if I don’t set a schedule for myself it’ll never get done hi hello I’m a fucking mess

But on that note

Part Three of Just this Once will be posted Wednesday May 20th @ 8PM EST

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Scraped Knees

Part Two of Just this Once

The Mandalorian x Reader

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: SMUT, Masturbation, More Rough Din, Slight Humiliation, Public Sex, Oral (m), Face Fucking, Language, PINING  (a ridiculous, probably unnecessary amount of it) and Sexual Tension

Word Count: 7.2k+ (the longest fic I’ve written thus far woot)

A/N: You guys asked. Some even begged. And I will quench you thirsty hoes to the best of my ability. And yes, there will be more.

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Two weeks.

Two weeks. Fourteen days, three-hundred and thirty-six hours, twenty-thousand, one-hundred and sixty minutes, and one million, two-hundred and nine thousand, six hundred seconds. 

Yeah, you did the math. Suffered through the entire formidable ordeal just because you have to be extra dramatic. 

Because he’s fucking killing you. 

Absolutely and irretovitically making you suffer until you’re nothing but ashes at his feet. 

Not in the physical sense of course—well, not in such a sense that it’ll literally kill you—but this causes for dramatics. 

Dramatics when Mando can barely even look at you now, only giving you small, almost shy glances as you parade around each other. 

When you lie awake at night, tracing your fingers over the flesh of your hips, imagining they were his. Tracing the light, healing bruises from his hands. 

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Just this Once

The Mandalorian x Reader

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: SMUT, Rough Din (here we go), Big Dick Din (who’s also kinda an asshole in this idkkk), Very light fingering, choking, and thigh riding, Creampie, Language, Chaotics almost setting the ship on fire

Word Count: 4.9k+ (wtff)

Summary: The lines of your growing complicated relationship with the Mandalorian is tested after three simple words: just this once.

A/N: I don’t know how many parts I’m gonna add to this so leggo

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You wish you could pinpoint the exact moment your relationship with the Mandalorian shifted.

When the air between the two of you wasn’t so tense and agitated.

Lately it’s like you can’t even be in the same room without a little comment or argument here and there. It’s all stupid, miniscule words, yet it doesn’t ease the sting of it when you have to be stuck in a room, a small ship, with him.

But you barely know a thing about the man to go on from it, try to put together the puzzle pieces that is your Mandalorian. You do know, however, that he’s tall, quiet, and he’s got a temper.

You can feel it now as he seethes in his steps, walking furiously in front of you towards the direction of the Razor Crest with the quarry in hand, not bothering to struggle anymore with the hunter’s strong grip and your blaster aimed at his back.

Walking behind them, you turn every now and then to make sure there are no unwanted followers. You don’t think anyone would be stupid to after what they saw.

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I’ll Show You

The Mandalorian x Reader

Warnings: Smut, Dom!Reader and Sub!Mando (or my poor attempt at an angry reader showing Mando who’s boss), Teasing, Orgasm denial, Light bondage, Masturbation, Some oral (m)

Word Count: 2.5k+

Requested by one of my lovely mutual’s @ben-is-a-hoe​ (thank you for being very patient with me)

Prompts: #2 “I could literally strangle you right now and no one would stop me.”

#8 “Stop giving me that look.” - “… You mean my face?”

#70 “Do you have any idea on how frustrating you can really be?”

#83 “I’m stronger than you think.”

A/N: I’m trying to get better at writing sub!Mando. Also I’ve incorporated this into the Games Series

You wanted to wipe that stupid smirk off his stupid face.

You couldn’t really see it with his helmet on, but oh you knew that’s exactly what he was doing.

And it fucking

Pissed.

You.

Off.

And he knew what he was doing to you. You think that’s what was more infuriating.

“Stop giving me that look.” You growled. 

He stood in front of you, poised and relaxed. 

“… You mean my face?”

You huffed. “Can’t even see your face,” you mumbled. 

Din shrugged. “You started it.”

The nerve of this fucking man. 

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Be Yours - Chapter One Option 2 (Knight AU)

Hey guys!

So I created this part a while ago (like it was one of my first drafts) and the only difference really is that there’s no OC, just ‘You’. 

So since there wasn’t a lot of hits with the OC so far (huge thank you that have!) but I could also be speaking way too soon. 

But either way, I wanted to get this out there and let me know which one you’d prefer if you wanted this to continue!

Be safe

Din Djarin x Reader

Rating: Explicit (Smut, Mild Dark Themes, Slow Burn, Violence, Death)

Warnings: Drinking, Pining, Mild violence

Word Count: 4k

Summary: As Princess of Riverheart, you’re thrusted into the world of dark forces that will threatened to destroy the very life you know in the midst of war and, worst of all, love. 

Be Yours Masterlist

You could smell the blood. 

It was coated all around you, in the small patch of meadow around the fields you grew up around. You looked down and saw it was on your hands as well. The stickiness and heaviness of it was distinct, dripping slowly between the cracks of your fingers. 

You heard your name being called but couldn’t decipher who it was. Everything was slow and sluggish as you started to turn around. But whatever or whomever it was, it was peace, it was home, it was – 

You awoke with a gasp, clutching your blanket. Your heart pounded heavily against your ribcage, mouth dry and temple pulsing. You frantically looked down at your hands, afraid to see them crimson.

Pale as the day you were born. 

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mkey i’m thirsty, giving mob!seb a blowjob whiles he is doing some paperwork and he’s really trying to focus on the paperwork but he cannot and ends up fucking reader soooo nice and rough

Hmm, i like

Okay so you want his attention

But he’s drowning in paperwork but you don’t care

You need your man and that’s that.

So you make your way over to where he’s sat on the couch in his study

You sit next to him and shamelessly palm him through his pants, whispering in his ear “I want you.”

But he’d barely even spare you a proper glance

“Mhmm, I’m working baby. Later.” he’d say, carelessly without looking away from his papers

But being the mob boss’ very spoilt babygirl, you were used to always having your way. You hated hearing ‘no’ and you were very impatient.

So you did what you did best, you acted like a total brat.

You took off your oversized sweater; leaving you in just your thong. And you, very disrespectfully, threw the sweater at his face.

He sighed and closed his eyes for a second but still didn’t look at you.

So you lean in and kiss his neck, while your hand palms him again and you can feel him starting to get hard.

Seb groans and turns to you, reaching out and grabbing your jaw firmly. “I said, later. Now behave.” he’d whisper sternly against your lips

And you internally smirked because you were succeeding in getting him all worked up.

And since you weren’t getting the attention you wanted, the brat in you surfaced.

You unbuckled his belt and slowly unzipped his pants while he groaned again, but didn’t push you away.

He would never, you were his girl and he loved you more than anything. Which is why he put up with you.

You lower the waistband of his underwear and free his erected cock

You take him into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks and taking him as deep into your mouth as you could

You could hear him swear quietly

You’d alternate between sucking his cock and taking it out of your mouth and stroking it

You twirled your tongue around his tip and you could hear him moan under his breath.

And you knew you had him right where you wanted him

You bobbed your head up and down his cock and soon felt him twitch inside your mouth.

And moments later, he came all over your tongue; groaning and panting as he leaned back and watched you swallowed

You kissed your way up his body, lips lingering around his slightly exposed chest and back to his neck again.

He chuckled and gripped your jaw again.

“You’re being a brat, you know that?” he’d ask, lust in his eyes.

And just to mess with him a little more you smirked and answered “I know.”

He’d smirk and shake his head.

“Oh babygirl, then you also know what happens to brats?” he asked, and you smiled internally - knowing what this meant.

This meant that he’d fuck you hard and relentlessly.

Seb pulled you closer and kissed your open mouth carelessly

He pushed you down on the couch and flipped you around, pulling your hips up with your ass in the air

He’d toy with your wet folds and push into you rapidly from behind

He’d tug on your hair and probably even smack your ass while he rocks in and out of you

“This is all you wanted, huh? Disobeyed me and acted like a brat just so I fuck you like a whore, didn’t you baby?”

He’d probably fuck you in that position for a bit before he pulls out, flips you around and pushes his cock back into you again.

He’d make you whimper and moan out loud while he uses you as he pleased

And this was all that you wanted from the beginning, and he knew it all too well.

Seb would wrap his hand around your throat and pin you down on the surface of the couch while he pounds into you incessantly

“My dirty, dirty little girl” he’d mumble against your lips while he fucks you, speeding up each time and each one of his thrust getting rougher than the last

He’d even spread your legs apart a little more so he can reach deeper into you; his cock stroking your walls so perfectly

And he feels so good, and you feel so full that your mind is a foggy mess and you forget everything else in that moment

All you can focus on is him, and the wild look in his eyes as he fucks you like he owns you while staring deep into your eyes.

Swb would moan and grunt right next to your ear, making you shiver each time you heard the sinful noises leave his mouth.

“Come on, cum for me. Cum for me now!” he’d growl, speeding up as he makes both of you cum hard; your walls clenching around him while he finishes right after you.

Your voice is strained as you moan loudly and Seb kisses your neck and your face to calm you down.

“Always know how to get me all worked up, don’t you babygirl?”

You’d bite your lip and smile, sighing in content now that you got what you wanted finally.

“Now be a good girl, and go wait for me in the bedroom, alright?”

You’d look at the pile of paper on the coffee table and look back at him with a slightly confused look.

He’d chuckle, his voice low and enticing, and he’d lean in to brush his lips against yours, while his hand dips in between your legs again; touching your wet core and teasing your throbbing clit; making you squirm due to sensitivity

“What, you thought I was done with you, baby?”

a/n: it’s almost 1 am and now I’m horny for mob!seb

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Just the Beginning (Agent Whiskey x Reader)

So uh … this came out way longer than I expected. 

Warnings: Smut, Masturbation, A teenie bit of phone sex but barely, Daddy kink, Breeding kink, Oral (f), Cockwarming, Fluff 

Word Count: 5k

A/N: Here we go kids, my first Whiskey fic. I am slowly but surely getting through Pedro Pascal’s characters. 

Masterlist // Pedro Pascal Masterlist

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Whiskey stares at the family in front of him. They’re not too far from him, but far enough to where he can only hear the giggles of the children as they run around the pretty flowers. It gets him thinking about the unjustly loss of his wife and unborn child.

It also gets him thinking of you. He knows you’re sitting at home right now, waiting for him to come back. Luckily for you and him, he’s only a few minutes away from your shared apartment, stopping by one of your favorite flower shops after finishing up some paperwork at the office. He’s early, so you don’t know he’s so close to being in your arms again, and he plans on making his surprise as sweet as it can get. 

He hears the kids again as the family is walking out of the shop, and he smiles softly to himself. And again, he thinks about you. How happy the two of you are, fresh three years into your relationship, one of which as a happily married couple. 

And now he can’t help but think in this small, minuscule moment, that the timing is right. This is it. 

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Games

Pairing: The Mandalorian x Reader

Warnings: Explicit (18+). Sub!Mando

Word Count: 2.4k

Requested: Yes | No

A/N: My very first sub!mando fic. Damn. Requests and taglist are open! If anyone wants more parts like this just let me know!

Masterlist // Pedro Pascal Masterlist

Din almost regretted saying yes to their little game when your hand had been down his pants, teasing him relentlessly under the table while talking to a client. It took everything in him not to explode right then and there, and he knew you had this planned all along when you walked back to the Razor Crest, a coy smile and a bounce to your steps.

The first thing you did when the ramp closed was push him onto the edge of the bed, kicking your boots and pants off.

“I wanna play one of our games,” you said. “And you’re going to sit there and watch me. No touching and no cumming unless I tell you to. Understand?”

He nodded but cleared his throat when you raised an eyebrow. “Yes.”

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Changes

Pairing: The Mandalorian x Reader

Warnings: SMUT, daddy kink, oral (f), fingering, breeding kink (why not just throw it in there), fluff, unedited and bad writing I’m sorry

Word Count: 2.9k

Requested: Yes | No

Prompts: #89 “I’m pregnant”

#97 “Fuck me”

#164 Daddy Kink

A/N: I am slowly but surely getting through my requests! Thank you for all the love, understanding, and patience. But my requests are still open!

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How the hell were you supposed to tell this man, the infamous Mandalorian, the beautiful and loner Din Djarin, whom you’ve never even discussed family with before, that you were pregnant.

Not only that, how were the two of you going to raise a child? You still had the adorable green Child to look after, and you were still living on the Razor Crest.

Thankfully, during your panic, it was just you and the Child on the ship. Din had left to gather some supplies before your next trip, and you had (somehow) convinced him that you were just feeling a little off from the last job, where you were practically frozen on the spot in the middle of an ice barren land. It wasn’t necessarily a lie.

You sat absent mindlessly working on polishing the ship and its contents, trying to settle your uneasy mind. The ramp was left open to let in some of the cool and fresh air and the natural sun’s gleams, the Child reveling in the simplicity yet joy of it; he’d been on the ship for way too long.

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Be Yours - Chapter One (Knight AU)

Din Djarin x OC

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Drinking, Mild violence, Pining (I may have changed the story a little bit whoops)

Word Count: 4.1k

Summary: The annual Joust of Riverhearth and the virtues of patience that sets the chain of events waiting to unfold. 

A/N: The first chapter!!!! There will be some dark elements and smut in future chapters and so far it’s just a roller coaster. Hope you all enjoy!

NONE OF THIS IS 100% ACCURATE AND IT IS MIXED

She could smell the blood. 

It was coated all around her, in the small patch of meadow around the fields she grew up around. Ariana looked down and saw it was on her hands as well. The stickiness and heaviness of it was distinct, dripping slowly between the cracks of her fingers. 

She heard her name being called but couldn’t decipher who it was. Everything was slow and sluggish as she started to turn around. But whatever or whomever it was, it was peace, it was home, it was – 

Ariana awoke with a gasp, clutching her blanket. Her heart pounded heavily against her rib cage, mouth dry and temple pulsing. She frantically looked down at her hands, afraid to see them crimson.

Pale as the day she was born. 

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Now this is something I have never seen in all my time in the Green: a little girl.

Prospect, 2018.

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I will apologize for exactly nothing

This is the WAY.